This is a bit long, what turned out to be a crappy week, so bear with me.
Every year near the end of June I try to make plans for a few days of fun. This year I decided to split the fun between London and Niagara.
With that in mind I contacted an indy I have known for quite a while to pre-book 10 days in advance. Between a couple of txts and a few e-mails she was more than willing to accommodate me since she knew the importance of my adventure.
That day finally arrived and a couple of txts confirm everything even though she was out of town but said she’d be back for us to meet. No problem or so I thought. As I’m driving to London and just before I reach the highway from where I was staying, I get a flurry of txts from my prebook.
SP: Ur coming to meet me where I am, right?
Me: In London yes, I’ll be there in ½hr.
SP: I’m not in London, I thought u were coming to where I am?
Me: Check ur txts and e-mails from a couple wks ago. I said I was coming to London for a specific reason & you said okay.
Momentary pause and then a flurry of OMGs, I f*cked up, I’m really sorry, I really f*cked up.
Me: So I guess I’m SOL?
SP: Really, really sorry. Anyway we could meet at 2am? No charge because I messed up.
Me: Not really because I’m up and on the road early the next day. Other commitments when I get home. Can you make it by 1- 1:15? Any later won’t work.
SP: Sorry won’t be back until 2. (A couple of sad faces attached and another apology).
Me We’ll talk tomorrow nite around 8, OK?
SP: Yes
So much for what I thought was going to be a great start to my planned activities. Once I got to London made a stop in a hotel parking lot so I could poach an internet signal and hopefully find someone to see. Between accessing Erotic Canada's (EC) ad board and BP (a sign of desperation, lol) I contacted 5 SPs (3 on EC and 2 on BP) Of the 5 contacted, one well known and well reviewed SP, was a gamble only because she normally does prebooks on Saturdays from what I understand but she also had an ad on BP earlier that day.
Also looked at the one agency in the city and OMG the one SP whose rep is gold was working that night! Called to book with her and get a message that they are closed for the evening. It was about 9:30pm or so and they closed at 9. Kind of odd for any agency I know of.
No response from any of the SPs except the second one on BP who’s had good reviews. She was a yes to meeting and when I asked where she said outcalls only even though her ad didn’t say that. Refreshed the page and she’d reposted less than 5 minutes after her initial ad that said she was outcall only.
So far, things not looking very good for what was supposed to be the start of a fun few days.
Decided to go to the Beef Baron and have a drink or two and watch the ladies. Arrived a few minutes after 10pm and noticed very few cars in the parking lost. Walk in, go to the bar for a drink and the bartender says the alcohol dispenser isn’t working but I can get you anything in a bottle.
WTF else is going to go wrong tonight! I’m thinking, you got to be f’ing kidding! I didn’t say it but was thinking “grab a damn bottle and pour it the old fashioned way and make a drink”. But looking at the sparse crowd I said if you don’t have what I want I’m outta here. Total time in the Beef, maybe 5 minutes.
So what to do? The gods of fun are not smiling me. Decide to go Flesh Gordons and hope things go better. And they did, although seeing that yellow bus in the parking lot had me concerned.
Walked in, manageable crowd and got a drink from an attractive bartender. Even better looking was the shooter girl, whose smile made my day…as did her shapely figure, tush and boobs.
And to top it off most dancers actually knew how to dance/put on a show instead of just walking around, particularly the one dancer named Ryan. Quite the looker and her smile was the icing on the cake. So after a couple hours I left and hoped for better things over the next few days starting with Sunday.
Sunday morning arrives and a txt from the pre-booked SP who said. Real, real, sorry ‘bout last nite. Can you make it for 10, free?
Me: Wish I could and always tempting with you but can’t because of other obligations. Will call you 2nite to resolve.
SP: Ok. Sound good.
(I did call her twice that night but she didn’t answer. Kind of peeved me a bit since we’ve known each other a very long time.)
Previous to reading that txt had already sent a txt to someone in Niagara who was good to meet that night around 10, but had to push it back to 10:30.
Yup you guessed it, that appointment burned too due to a personal issue for the SP.
Damn I may as well give up. But no, I have my upcoming Tuesday prebook with an agency lady still set. That should be just fine since I’ve never had a problem. That Tuesday, everything is a confirmed for the in call. I arrived a few minutes ahead and called to say I’m there. The time comes and goes but a few minutes later the driver shows without the lady I prebooked. He apologized but said she literally had some unexpected problems at home but these other ladies were available. Asked about 1 or 2 of them but said no because I only wanted a specific lady and no one else.
The “let’s have fun gods” are pissing on my parade! Not happy. Go home and stew on it for a little while and I get over it.
Make 2 more calls/txts for Friday and Saturday. The one SP wasn’t good for Friday but Thursday was. Good, let’s do it.
Saturday prebooked with someone I’d never seen before but something about her looks and previous reviews (about 6-8 months) old were good.
No need to say what happened next but bad mojo repeats itself. Thursday was a bust because the SP couldn’t get a baby sitter for that night and the SP for Saturday was a no show. On Sunday she responded to an e-mail I sent her on Saturday night apologizing for not calling on Saturday because she was in TO with family and misplaced her phone and didn't find it ‘til Sunday. She did say she would be back in 4 days and hoped we could make it up. Okay, sure, whatever. And she still hasn’t been back and this is now 3+ weeks but if she does, that will be an interesting conversation.
BUT there was a glimmer of light after this real crappy week. The SP who cancelled on Sunday contacted me that Saturday afternoon. We had a short but nice conversation and she agreed that if my evening went bad to let her know. So low and behold after a full week of WTF HAPPENED I finally got to hook up with someone! HURRAY!!
I’m blaming the damn full moon in June for all of this!
And to sort of make things better, I have seen the Tuesday and Thursday SP since this debacle and all went very well…a bit late for my planned few special days but in the end all was VERY good. FINALLY. :biggrin2:
LTO_3
Every year near the end of June I try to make plans for a few days of fun. This year I decided to split the fun between London and Niagara.
With that in mind I contacted an indy I have known for quite a while to pre-book 10 days in advance. Between a couple of txts and a few e-mails she was more than willing to accommodate me since she knew the importance of my adventure.
That day finally arrived and a couple of txts confirm everything even though she was out of town but said she’d be back for us to meet. No problem or so I thought. As I’m driving to London and just before I reach the highway from where I was staying, I get a flurry of txts from my prebook.
SP: Ur coming to meet me where I am, right?
Me: In London yes, I’ll be there in ½hr.
SP: I’m not in London, I thought u were coming to where I am?
Me: Check ur txts and e-mails from a couple wks ago. I said I was coming to London for a specific reason & you said okay.
Momentary pause and then a flurry of OMGs, I f*cked up, I’m really sorry, I really f*cked up.
Me: So I guess I’m SOL?
SP: Really, really sorry. Anyway we could meet at 2am? No charge because I messed up.
Me: Not really because I’m up and on the road early the next day. Other commitments when I get home. Can you make it by 1- 1:15? Any later won’t work.
SP: Sorry won’t be back until 2. (A couple of sad faces attached and another apology).
Me We’ll talk tomorrow nite around 8, OK?
SP: Yes
So much for what I thought was going to be a great start to my planned activities. Once I got to London made a stop in a hotel parking lot so I could poach an internet signal and hopefully find someone to see. Between accessing Erotic Canada's (EC) ad board and BP (a sign of desperation, lol) I contacted 5 SPs (3 on EC and 2 on BP) Of the 5 contacted, one well known and well reviewed SP, was a gamble only because she normally does prebooks on Saturdays from what I understand but she also had an ad on BP earlier that day.
Also looked at the one agency in the city and OMG the one SP whose rep is gold was working that night! Called to book with her and get a message that they are closed for the evening. It was about 9:30pm or so and they closed at 9. Kind of odd for any agency I know of.
No response from any of the SPs except the second one on BP who’s had good reviews. She was a yes to meeting and when I asked where she said outcalls only even though her ad didn’t say that. Refreshed the page and she’d reposted less than 5 minutes after her initial ad that said she was outcall only.
So far, things not looking very good for what was supposed to be the start of a fun few days.
Decided to go to the Beef Baron and have a drink or two and watch the ladies. Arrived a few minutes after 10pm and noticed very few cars in the parking lost. Walk in, go to the bar for a drink and the bartender says the alcohol dispenser isn’t working but I can get you anything in a bottle.
WTF else is going to go wrong tonight! I’m thinking, you got to be f’ing kidding! I didn’t say it but was thinking “grab a damn bottle and pour it the old fashioned way and make a drink”. But looking at the sparse crowd I said if you don’t have what I want I’m outta here. Total time in the Beef, maybe 5 minutes.
So what to do? The gods of fun are not smiling me. Decide to go Flesh Gordons and hope things go better. And they did, although seeing that yellow bus in the parking lot had me concerned.
Walked in, manageable crowd and got a drink from an attractive bartender. Even better looking was the shooter girl, whose smile made my day…as did her shapely figure, tush and boobs.
And to top it off most dancers actually knew how to dance/put on a show instead of just walking around, particularly the one dancer named Ryan. Quite the looker and her smile was the icing on the cake. So after a couple hours I left and hoped for better things over the next few days starting with Sunday.
Sunday morning arrives and a txt from the pre-booked SP who said. Real, real, sorry ‘bout last nite. Can you make it for 10, free?
Me: Wish I could and always tempting with you but can’t because of other obligations. Will call you 2nite to resolve.
SP: Ok. Sound good.
(I did call her twice that night but she didn’t answer. Kind of peeved me a bit since we’ve known each other a very long time.)
Previous to reading that txt had already sent a txt to someone in Niagara who was good to meet that night around 10, but had to push it back to 10:30.
Yup you guessed it, that appointment burned too due to a personal issue for the SP.
Damn I may as well give up. But no, I have my upcoming Tuesday prebook with an agency lady still set. That should be just fine since I’ve never had a problem. That Tuesday, everything is a confirmed for the in call. I arrived a few minutes ahead and called to say I’m there. The time comes and goes but a few minutes later the driver shows without the lady I prebooked. He apologized but said she literally had some unexpected problems at home but these other ladies were available. Asked about 1 or 2 of them but said no because I only wanted a specific lady and no one else.
The “let’s have fun gods” are pissing on my parade! Not happy. Go home and stew on it for a little while and I get over it.
Make 2 more calls/txts for Friday and Saturday. The one SP wasn’t good for Friday but Thursday was. Good, let’s do it.
Saturday prebooked with someone I’d never seen before but something about her looks and previous reviews (about 6-8 months) old were good.
No need to say what happened next but bad mojo repeats itself. Thursday was a bust because the SP couldn’t get a baby sitter for that night and the SP for Saturday was a no show. On Sunday she responded to an e-mail I sent her on Saturday night apologizing for not calling on Saturday because she was in TO with family and misplaced her phone and didn't find it ‘til Sunday. She did say she would be back in 4 days and hoped we could make it up. Okay, sure, whatever. And she still hasn’t been back and this is now 3+ weeks but if she does, that will be an interesting conversation.
BUT there was a glimmer of light after this real crappy week. The SP who cancelled on Sunday contacted me that Saturday afternoon. We had a short but nice conversation and she agreed that if my evening went bad to let her know. So low and behold after a full week of WTF HAPPENED I finally got to hook up with someone! HURRAY!!
I’m blaming the damn full moon in June for all of this!
And to sort of make things better, I have seen the Tuesday and Thursday SP since this debacle and all went very well…a bit late for my planned few special days but in the end all was VERY good. FINALLY. :biggrin2:
LTO_3
